Lyrics

I took my pain and made it light Turned my wounds into the sky Every scar a brushstroke bold A masterpiece from broken gold You told me love would save me whole But I painted from a shattered soul Each stroke, each line, a piece of grace Torn between heaven and this place I bled my heart onto the stone But still, I found a throne of bone Where angels fall, and devils sing I carved the saints from everything I built my Sistine Chapеl From pieces you left bеhind Each tear a fresco on the wall Of a soul you never could define You called me cursed, but still, I rose Painted light from all my lows And in the ruin, I found grace I built my heaven in this place I saw the stars inside the dust And turned the ash into my trust The canvas cracked, but still, I knew That I could make this old world new You tried to tear my dream apart But I found heaven in my heart Like angels' wings, like painted skies I raised my hands and touched the light I bled my heart onto the stone But still, I found a throne of bone Where angels fall, and devils sing I carved the saints from everything I built my Sistine Chapel From pieces you left behind Each tear a fresco on the wall Of a soul you never could define You called me cursed, but still, I rose Painted light from all my lows And in the ruin, I found grace I built my heaven in this place You never saw the work it took To build a heaven from the crooked But still I rise, still I climb Every crack, a piece of time I found my soul inside the cracks Every piece of me came back And though I bled, though I fell I painted angels in this hell I built my Sistine Chapel From pieces you left behind Each tear a fresco on the wall Of a soul you never could define You called me cursed, but still, I rose Painted light from all my lows And in the ruin, I found grace I built my heaven in this place I built my Sistine Chapel... I built my heaven... I built my Sistine Chapel... In this place...